Wait, His Majesty Can Hear Me?
I traveled back to an ancient dynasty and found myself inhabiting the body of a simple-minded prince. Fortunately, I was granted a system. As long as I kept a low profile and did nothing every day, I could quietly accumulate points. But one day, I suddenly found that His Majesty could hear my inner thoughts…
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